SOLD BY MY BOYFRIEND, MARRIED TO HIS BILLIONAIRE BESTFRIEND のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 41 - チャプター 50

~Olive~It went absolutely quiet, everyone looking at me with little plastered smiles on their faces. I gulped, totally unaware of what to do because what do I say back? Emily’s leg hit mine softly, she was definitely already laughing and thinking a whole lot of unnecessary things right now. Putting information she had and just got side by side. I glared at the culprit but he was too busy enjoying a meal I invited him to. His head bent low as he avoided my eyes. But he stared, his eyes looked straight at me..unwavering. And I stopped there, both our eyes locked on each other without any disturbance because my supposed saviors were only focused on the food in front of them and savoring the information Alex just shared without blinking. And I couldn’t do anything because I totally did not see that coming at all. His stare gently turned soft and he’s texting something on his phone. “Please don’t be me. Please don’t be me.” I whispered quietly in my head, hoping with everything i

~Olive~ “I’m still angry at you, don’t try to play smart.” I breathed out, trying my best not to overact even though I had some very serious questions for her. She’s smiling, twisting in her seat. “Aren’t you the one trying to play smart right now?” She cuts in, her eyes watching me closely like she was trying to prove a point. I blinked, feigning ignorance. “Ugh? Me? Pfft.” I puffed up air, taking the seat opposite her. She nodded, still watching me closely. I spread my hands on her table, dragging my eyes to look everywhere. Acting like I wasn’t affected by the way she was staring at me. “What do you want, Olive?” Her voice is calm, a mirror of how her face was looking when I looked up to meet her gaze. Okay maybe I’m overacting now because I gasp at the mention of that. She smiled but it was too quick, she took it back faster than she did in the first place. “What do you mean by what I want?” I plop back into my chair, relaxing a little like it’ll buy me time for me

~Olive~ It’s almost a week and all I got was a text before I got to bed. I didn’t like that, and didn't respond to any of his texts only because I originally thought he would bombard me with a lot of texts since he was away. But a shocker since I was only left with one text a day. I told Emily about it. I promised to fill her in from now onwards and I kept my promise. Luckily she didn’t laugh or see anything funny in it and even advised that I texted him in return. I straightaway declined when she first mentioned it but after one of her silly comments refusing to leave my thoughts I had to reply to one of his texts. But now my text was the one left unanswered. I stared at it over and over again. I finally told him I was fine and had a good day with an okay lunch and even in return asked how he was but there was still no response. It was way past lunch, and I was back to my cubicle. I couldn’t smile, a tired sign escaping my lips and I wanted to give up. “So wh

~Nathan~ I chose to hold the popcorn for her, her hands constantly and freely digging in while her attention was on the big screen in front. We sat the extreme back, just the both of us on the line because I wanted it to be. My job was to watch her munch happily with no single care in the world. My eyes trained on her, refusing to look anywhere else. I don’t even freaking remember the title of what we were watching. I think it was some comedy stuff but more importantly I was damn lucky it was always pitch black in here. Cause with the way I’m looking at her without her knowing, I’m sure she’ll be freaked out if she finds out. She has no idea how deeply I love. I never let go except I want to and this.. her. I’m never letting it go. I relaxed back into my chair, loosening up another button from my sleeves. I knew it was going to be damn hot and tempting beside her. I’ve been trying to avoid her soft skin, the upper part of the gown that showed a little breast that was visibl

~Olive~ I walked as fast as my legs could carry me, refusing to look back and trying my best not to trip because I could somehow still feel his intense gaze on me. Not until I walked out those doors did my mind settle back down, my hands pressed against my dress as if that'll make me forget what it touched just now. How the hell is he so energetic after working so much? I did a quick search with my eyes, trying to locate where the bathroom was. I actually did need to go to the ladies because I felt a little sticky wet substance between my legs. “Olive!” I heard my name clearly, I froze up instantly, my eyes refusing to turn back to wherever the voice came from. Hope he wasn’t planning on following me to the bathroom? Cause that won’t be good. My eyes finally made contact with the restroom sign and I immediately walked towards it. I rushed in and bolted the door, my back pressed against the door so I could steady myself. Movies were still ongoing so I was safe locking the door